9 may. 2006
Any book on my shelf gives me the illusion that I could take it down and it would offer me something indescribably wonderful--if only I was in a receptive state. Even if I've taken it out many times before and been disappointed, or thought that I had exhausted it. If it's a book I once spent a lot of time with, then the pleasure of re-reading is double. There's a pleasure in forgetting and rerembering.